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Children's Nutting Song.

May call the autumn sober;

But boys with pulses leaping wild,

Should love the brown October.

Along the glade and on the hill,

The ruddy oaks are glowing,

And merry winds are out by night,

Through all the forests blowing.

The yellow moon is clear and bright,

The silent upland lighting;

The meadow grass is crisp and white,

The frosts are keen and biting.

A shining moon, a frosty sky,

A gusty morn to follow,—

To drive the withered leaves about,

And heap them in the hollow.

Hurrah! the nuts are dropping ripe

In all the wildwood bowers;

We’ll climb as high as squirrels go,

We’ll shake them down in showers.

When heads are gray and eyes are dim,

We’ll call the autumn sober;

But now, with life in every limb,

We love the brown October.

—Our Young Folks, for Sept.

Has she a Call to Be a Wife?

Has she a call to be a wife who thinks more of her silk dress than her children, and visits her nursery no oftener than once a day? Has that woman a call to be a wife who sits reading the last novel, while her husband stands before the glass, vainly trying to pin together a buttonless shirt bosom?

Has that woman a call to be a wife who cries for a cashmere shawl when her husband's notes are being protested?

Has that woman a call to be a wife who expects her husband to swallow diluted coffee, soggy bread, smoky tea, and watery potatoes, six days out of sev- en?

Has she a call to be a wife who flirts with every man she meets, and reserves her frowns for the home fireside?

Has she a call to be a wife who comes down to breakfast in abominable curl papers, a soiled dressing gown, and shoes down at the heel?

Has she a call to be a wife, who bores her husband, when he comes into the house, with the history of a broken tea- cup, or the possible whereabouts of a missing broomhandle?

Has she a call to be a wife, whose hus- band's love weighs naught in the balance with her next door neighbor's damask curtains, or velvet carpet?

Has she a call to be a wife, who "has the headache" whenever her husband wants her to walk with him but willing- ly wears out her gaiterboots promenading with his gentleman friends?

Has she a call to be a wife, who would take advantage of a moment of conjugal weakness to extort money or exact a pro- mise?

Has she a call to be a wife, who takes a journey for pleasure, leaving her hus- band to toil in a close office, and "have an eye" when at home, to the servants and children?

Has she a call to be a wife, to whom a good husband's society is not the greatest of earthly blessings, and a house full of rosy children is the best furnishing and prettiest adornment?—FANNY FERN.

Josh Billings Defines his
Position.

I got yure letter by ackzident, and re- ply very mutch as follows:

I am a black Republikan, with white antycedents.

I alwus wuz agin slavery of enny kind, not bekase it wuz konstitushonal, but be- kase it wuz ungodly.

I don't beleev the best judges of ko- lor kan pick out a nigger's soulin the Kingdom of Heuven.

I beleev in the doctrine of seccesshon —if I don't like mi home and am 21, i hev a rite tew go oph, but i haint got enny rite tew take the old man's farm, or his tin-wair with me.

I voted for Andu Johnson ; he is a smart man ; he hev sed a grate menny good things—about himself.

Individuauls ov a wandering turn ov mind kan git out ov the Union, but no State kan ; therefore I am in favor ov having all the States representid in Con- gress, just az soon az there kan be found enny white mails who haint been wand- ering tew much lately.

I am in favor ov being made Postmas- ter in our city, but I am about the only man that is, which speeks well for the disinterestedness ov our citizens.

I am also in favor ov short stories when a man haint much to say.

CHILDREN MAY teach us one blessed, one enviable art—-the art of being easily happy. Kind Nature has given to them that useful power of accommodation to circumstances which compensates for many external disadvantages, and it is only by injudicious management that it is lost. Give him but a moderate por- tion of food and kindness, and the peas- ant's child is happier than the duke's; free from artificial wants, unsatiated by indulgence, all Nature ministers to his pleasure he can carve out felicity from a bit of hazel twig, or fish for it success- fully in a mud puddle.

Absurdities.

To attempt to borrow on the plea of extreme poverty.

To judge of people's poverty by their attendance at church.

To keep your clerks on miserable sa- laries and wonder at their robbing you.

To make your servants tell lies for you. Afterwards to be angry at them because they lie for themselves.

To tell your own secrets and believe other people will keep them.

Price of Salvation.

Several years ago, a missionary among the Indians was visited by a proud and powerful chief, who had been deeply convicted of sin by the Spirit of God. The savage, while trembling under a sense of his guilt, like a great many civilis- ed persons, was unwilling to take the water of life freely, and hence offered his wampum to avert the dreaded punish- ment.

The man of God shook his head, and said,

"No, Christ cannot accept such a sacri- fice!"

The Indian went away, but unable to rest beneath the frowns of his Maker, came back and offered his rifle and the skins he had taken in hunting.—The missionary again said, "No, Christ cannot take such a sacri- fice!"

The wretched sinner withdrew, but the Spirit gave him no peace, and he return- ed once more to offer his wigwam, his wife, his children, and all that he had, if he could only find pardon and eternal life.

The missionary was compelled to say, "No, Christ cannot accept such a sacri- fice!"

The chief stood for a moment with his head bowed, as if on the verge of despair, and then raising his streaming eyes to Heaven, his heart poured itself forth in a cry of unreserved surrender and con- secration :

"Here, Lord, take poor Indian, too!"

Thackeray's Habits.

No man ever more decidedly refuted the silly notion which disassociates genius from labor. His industry must have been unremitting, for he worked slowly, rarely retouching, writing always with great thought and habitual correctness of ex- pression. His writing would of itself show this; always neat and plain; capable of great beauty and minuteness. He used to say that if all trades failed, he would earn sixpences by writing the Lord's Prayer and the creed (not the Athanasian) in the size of one. He considered and practiced calligraphy as one of the fine arts, as did Porson and Dr. Thomas Young.

He was continually catching new ideas from passing things, and seems fre- quently to have carried his work in his pocket, and when a thought, or a turn struck him, it was at once recorded. In the fullness of his experience he was well pleased when he wrote six pages of "Esmond" in a day; and he always worked in the day, not at night.—He never threw away his ideas; if at any time they passed unheeded, or were carelessly expressed, he repeats them or works them up more tellingly.—In these earlier writ- ings, we often stumble on the germ of an idea, or a story, or a character with which his greater works have made us already familiar.—-Dr. John Brown.

Gen. Baird's Report.

Since Johnson's defense of it, perhaps no further evidence was needed that the New Orleans riot was an atrocious mas- sacre in the interest of treason. But Gen. Baird's report discloses facts not hereto- fore known, and clearly proves that the men Voorhees, and Munroe, and Herron, with whom Johnson corresponded, and under whose orders he put Sherman, were the guilty abettors of this murderous af- fair. They prepared beforehand a brigade of rebel soldiers as special police.—They armed them with navy revolvers.—They drew them off their beats the night pre- vious, They deceived Gen. Baird as to the time the convention was to meet, thus securing the absence of the soldiery.

Then they marshaled their forces with military precision and murderous intent. While the negro procession was attacked on one side, they cut off retreat on the other.—They spared none of the defense- less unfortunates, thus surrounded. Their carts carried off the dead and disposed of them. They practiced on the pirates' motto, that "dead men tell no tales."

Then they got up a grand jury, the fore- man of which was a rebel Colonel, and every member of which had been a traitor, and issued a tissue of lies which they call a bill of indictment. Such is the travesty of justice, and the relapse into barbarism which the President of the United States disgraces the nation by defending in this year of grace 1866.—UTICA HERALD.

Anecdotes of Dogs.

"A dog in a monastery, perceiving that the monks received their meals by rapping at a buttery door, contrived to do likewise, and, when the allowance was pushed through, and the door shut, ran off with it. This was repeated till the theft was detected.

"Another dog, belonging to Mr. Tay- lor, a clergyman who lived at Colton, near Wolseley Bridge was accused of killing many sheep. Complaints were made to his master, who asserted that the thing was impossible, because the dog was muzzled every night. The neighbors persisting in the charge, the dog one night was watched, and he was seen to draw his neck out of the muzzle, then to go to a field and eat as much of a sheep as satisfied his appetite. He next went in to the river to wash his mouth, and returned afterward to his kennel, put his head into the muzzle again, and lay very quietly down to sleep.

The will of a Drunkard.

I die a wretched sinner; and I leave to the world a worthless reputation, a wicked example, and a memory that is only fit to perish.

I leave to my parents sorrow and bit- terness of soul all the days of their lives.

I leave to my brothers and sisters shame and grief, and reproach of their acquain- tance.

I leave to my wife a widowed and broken heart, and a life of lonely struggl- ing with want and suffering.

I leave to my children a tainted name, a ruined position, a pitiful ignorance, and the mortifying recollection of a father who, by his life, disgraced humanity, and at his premature death joined the great company of those who are never to enter the kingdom of God.

Tennessee.

It is a very difficult thing for a freed- man to get justice in the courts. Almost every day some poor fellow makes his way to Nashville, wounded and distress- ed. His employer or some other villain, in a moment of excitement, has fired on him with the intention of killing him. The truth is, there is a class in the South who would rather shoot at a negro than at a fox or a squirrel. They think it sport. They have no regard for his life or limbs. Half a dozen freedmen have been shot dead or dangerously wounded in this county within a few months past, and yet no man has been punished, and I doubt whether any one of the cold- blooded murderers of freedmen I see on the streets every day, will ever be pun- ished. They never will be if Andrew Johnson's policy is indorsed by the northern people.

Your readers will remember that a most bloody massacre occurred some months since in Memphis. Many of the most foul murders that have been per- petrated in any country were committed in that city; and the murderers are well known, yet no one has been indicted by the grand jury, and no one of them has been arrested. The civil authorities will not punish them, and the military are restrained by that man at Washington, who rose to power when Abraham Lin- coln was assassinated. HE HAS REFUSED TO AUTHORIZE THE MILITARY AUTHORITIES TO BRING THE MEMPHIS MURDERERS TO JUSTICE.

Now these are sad facts, and they portend evil. The faces of Union men in Tennessee are becoming troubled and anxious, and they have but one hope. If the northern people at the coming elections speak with a voice of thunder in condemnation of Johnson's policy, then all will be well; that is their hope.

I can not think that the great struggle through which we have passed, at the ex- pense of so much blood and treasure, is to end in nothing substantial and val- uable; and it does not seem to me possible that President Johnson can be permitted by the Almighty to blast the hopes of the most gallant nation under the sun.

I will add a news item, that Major General Fisk has been dismissed the ser- vice. He is one of the noblest of men, but could not indorse Johnson. His removal is a heavy stroke on the freed- men, and all loyal men here feel indig- nant.—-RELIGIOUS TELESCOPE.

Riot at a Camp Meeting.

Camp-meeting, near Baltimore, the last of August, attended by both white and colored, was set upon by a gang of rowdies and broken up. Several negroes were badly beaten and wounded, and a white man, while at prayer, shot in the head and killed. The attack was first made on the colored people, who rallied two or three times and drove their as- sailants from the ground; but their tents were broken up, their trunks pillaged, the contents burned, and they were fin- ally driven to their homes.

Texas.

Gen. Kiddoo, Assistant Commissioner writ- ing Gen. Howard says:—

The greatest trouble I have in the ad- ministration of the affairs of the Bureau of this State consists in protecting the Freedmen from lawless violence. Mur- der and outrage are largely on the in- crease. Every mail from the interior brings me reports from my agents, and other trustworthy sources of information, of murders, from one to five at a time, of negroes.

I am left so powerless to give proper protection, for want of troops to sustain my agents and make arrests, that I grow sick at heart, and wonder at the war power of the government leaving this unfortunate class of people, whom it liberated by force, thus exposed to the violence of a chagrined and life-long enemy.

The following is from a letter written by a Southern-born Texan to a friend in New York:

"Matters are going from bad to worse in Texas, every day. Crimes of violence, especially against freedmen, are fright- fully on the increase. Since 5 p. m. yesterday (and it is 9 a. m.), four cases of murder of negroes have been reported to me, and none of them will be men- tioned by the press.

"The loyal element here, white and black, is overwhelmed with gloom. The United States officers, civil and military, in Texas are here on SUFFERANCE, and have not the power to sustain themselves if attacked.

Gen. Wood, Commissioner for the Bureau, reports from Columbus, the same disposition to take advantage of ignorant freedmen, and discharge them without breach of contract on the freed- men's part. Crime is on the increase, and murders are reported in Noxubee coun- ty. A colored man was taken from Mr. Ryles's house, near Palo Alto, and, after being beaten, had his ears cut off and was partially castrated. The civil authorities have not as yet punished the offenders.

District, Jackson—-A case of murder occurred here which the civil authorities refused to notice. Cases of attempt to kill and running off of colored men by dogs, etc., are reported: they are being investigated. There is only one school, and that in the city of Jackson.

Persecution in the South.

Below we give a short extract from a report of Rev. J. P. Chalfant, late Pastor of Trinity M. E. Church, Cincinnati, and now Superintendent of Missions for the M. E. Church in Western Georgia and Alabama.

Let the following facts answer:

1. THE MASSACRE OF COLORED PEOPLE AT MEMPHIS. The result is summed up by the investigating committee as fol- lows: let it go upon the record, and go down to posterity: Colored people killed, 46; whites, 2; rapes on colored women, 5; maltreated, 10; robberies, 100; houses and cabins burned, 91; churches, 9; schoolhouses 12. Value of property de- stroyed $130,991.

Most of these colored people were murdered in cold blood; men and women were shot in bed; little children were dragged out, and their brains clubbed out on the spot. In one instance, a sick girl, one of the most promising scholars in Memphis, arose from her bed, and rushed out of the flames, but was shot and thrown back and burned to a crisp.

2. THE MYSTERIOUS REMOVAL OF TWO TEACHERS, FOSTER AND M' COOL, FROM CORINTH, MISS. They were modest, in- offensive young men, from Ohio. Threats were made against them, of which they took no notice, but proceeded with their school, sleeping in the school-house, for they could find no white family who would board them. One night after a heavy discharge of musketry about their house, all was still, and next morning they were gone. They have never been seen or heard of since, though the Mayor of Corinth, and the Freedmen's Bureau, have put forth commendable efforts to find out the men who removed them; as yet they have learned nothing. A young lady then undertook to teach the school; she taught but one day, for that night the house was burned down.

3. THE RECEPTION OF ANONYMOUS LETTERS AND THREATS. One Union man in Huntsville has received as many as four or five, warning him to leave. Threats of personal violence have been made against the Superintendent of the work of the M. E. Church. Efforts of a public and private character to bring into disrepute the ministers of the Methodist Episcopal Church—the studied effort to prevent our purposes—the circulating of a slanderous report through the societies formed by Rev. Mr. Lakin, in Jackson country, Ala., that he had been convicted of horse-stealing and sentenced to the penitentiary, and had finally run away.

4. THE SURROUNDING OF THE PLACE OF WORSHIP IN LA GRANGE, GA., where Rev. J. H. Caldwell was holding services, and annoying them from evening to evening, firing as many as thirty to forty shots of an evening, so the whistle of the bullets could be distinctly heard about their heads.

5. The holding of an indignation meeting because we dared to visit Oxford, Ga., and preach to the colored people; and the writing of an insulting letter calling in question the character of one of the oldest and most reputable minis- ters of the Georgia Conference, for no cause, except he had come back to his mother, the Methodist Episcopal Church.

6. The burning of one church at Jonesboro, Ga., as soon as purchased by the Methodist Episcopal Church; and the burning of a school-house.

7. THE PERSECUTION AND ANNOYANCE OF UNION MEN in other fields, till such men as Rev. Jno. Murphy and Rev. J. W. Talley cry out, “We can not stand it much longer unless the Government protects. Is there no help?—-Why do rebels reign?” and the other, “Our per- secutions are as great as Wesley’s.”

These facts, with scores of others that now lie before us, go to show the state of society in this country. Will any man say that the rights of conscience are respected, that Union or Northern citi- zens are respected?-—Cin. Papers.

Bangkok Recorder.

Our paper.

It now becomes our duty to inform the subscribers for the “Bangkok Recorder” that we have determined to suspend the paper when the last No. of this second volume shall have been issued. Our reasons for so do- ing are, first, that we cannot longer af- ford to suffer the continual pecuniary loss we do by it; second, that we can- not afford the time it requires in the editorial department as it interferes too much with our great work of preaching the gospel to this heathen people; and third, that in assuming the editorial charge of the paper last January we had no purpose of contin- uing in such charge longer than a year, thinking that we could at or be- fore the expiration of that time trans- fer the entire responsibility of it, to other hands. But now as we have received no proposition from other parties to this end, we feel compelled hereby to give notice that the paper will be suspended after the issue of the 52nd No. of this volume, until some other party shall come forward to as- sume the care and responsibility of it continuance.

As we shall have an extra amount of office work at the beginning of the next year, we think it quite likely that we shall be obliged to postpone the last No. of the paper until week after next.

A glide up the Broadway of
Bangkok

We propose now to conduct our readers up Broadway another sail to- wards the royal palace. As we stop- ped in our previous glance at the Prot. Church, we will resume it at that place, and proceed along glancing first on one side of the river and then on the other as we before did.

On your right hand, next above the Church, is a pleasant brick house of two stories, built by John Gunn Esq. a few years since, now we think, owned by a Chinese Importer, and is at present occupied by J.C. Campbell, Inspector of Customs. It has the usual hip-roof of European brick buildings, is covered with earthen tiles, and has a tasty front yard which, as usual, with all residences on the river is without any front fence.

Next above this is the establish- ment of the BANGKOK Dock Co. It is quite humble in its external appear- ance, having little more than wooden buildings, thatched with attap leaves to exhibit to passers by on the river, and these not at all tasty or comman- ding in their appearance. But the Dry Dock itself is thoroughly made and the machinery for pumping it dry and the machine-shop connected with it, are quite complete and abun- dantly efficient. It was put into oper- ation more than a year ago, and has, as we have been informed, been well worked ever since. It is certainly a great advance upon the usual native mud-docks which are not few even in its vicinity. Capt. John Bush, Habor Master and Master attendant deserves great credit for this grand in- novation of old custom of which he has been the chief man in the concern from the beginning.

Turning your eyes to the opposite side of the river,-—that is the western, you will see an almost unbroken line of floating houses extending from a point about opposite the Church up as far as the bend in the river will allow you to look. These most singular dwellings and mercantile shops are, probably, on an average about 40 by 30 feet on their base, but one story high, and that only eight feet from floor to beam. The roof of each house is double,—-that is two distinct two sided steep roofs of nearly equal size cover it, causing the house to look as if there were two distinct houses placed in close contact side by side with their gable ends looking up and down the river, the front roof being always a little lower than the one in the rear. An eve-trough passes through each house where the twodouble roofs meet, and this is always seen within six or eight feet above the floor. Each house has a narrow open verandah fronting the river, and a closed one on each end and back side. They are all en- closed either with bamboo wattling or teak boards. Each house is kept from sinking by its own independent raft or float of bamboos, ranging from five to six hundred poles in number. They are all moored end to end, with only two or three feet space between each, by means of teak posts driven into the bed of the river, from two to four at each end; and the houses are made fast to them by large wooden rings which slide up and down upon them to conform to the rising and falling of the tides. The harbor laws requires that they shall form an even line, so far as their fron- tage is concerned, so as to make them as little as possible a nuisance on the river. You will scarcely never see any one of them painted, and very seldom with a bright and lively wood color, but contrariwise all of them of a gloomy, gray, weather,-beaten look, like the attap thatching with which they are uniformly covered. But ac- casionally you will see a small break in the line, which is the front opening to the river of a bright brick house on the shore. And the number of such bright openings has increased latterly very manifestly. But they are notwithstanding as yet quite sparse. The intermediate houses which stand thickly on all the lots are mostly of wood of two stories,about half of them enclosed with bamboo wattling and the other thatched with attap.

But it is time to glide up the river a little, and have a look on the right hand side again. Passing the Dry Dock a few rods you will see here and there a Buddhist temple, none of them very imposing, with mud-ducks insterspersed among them, until you come next door to the Roman Catho- lic Cathedral. Here is a spacious, but a very uncouth one story brick build- ing, which for several years, till with- in a few months last past was occupied by Messrs Virgin & Co as a variety Store and Ship Chandlery.

The R. C. Cathedral stands some twenty or thirty rods from the bank of the river. It is a singular looking structure, built many years ago of so- lid brick work, one of its ends fronting the river, and strangely narrow, as seems to us, for the purposes for which it was made. There is a Collegiate Institute in its immediate vicinity, buildings small but chiefly of brick, and far from being inviting to transient spectators in their external appearance.

Passing the large commons in front of the Cathedral, you come next to the Union Hotel, consisting of a cou- ple of two storry wooden houses, standing close to the bank of the river, nearly of the same size, and seperated but a few feet from each other. They each have a front verandah with a foot bridge from the one to the other, so that the two houses become practi- cally one. They are enclosed partly with teak, partly with bamboo, thatched with attap, and have the usual weather-beaten gray gloom of all unpainted wooden houses in Bangkok, with the exception that some of their window blinds are painted green and give to them a little brightness of look. The LIQUOR BAR is quite con- spicuous from the river as seen through one of the green window openings, and there can be little doubt that it al- lures many precious souls into the fatal snares of the spirit of wine which is a "mocker".

The next establishment above this, is one of the most tasty dwellings of all the foreign residents in the city. It is a large and lofty two storied white brick building, with a spacious upper verandah enclosed with white venitian blinds. The lower open verandah leads into the variety Store and Ship Chandlery of Messrs Remi de Montigny & Co. The hall of the Store opens in the rear into a very spacious and inviting go-down in which are exposed a great variety of European goods.

The next building above this is the French Consulate. It is a brick two story house erected by the Siamese government and consequently not very comely of itself, but, when fitted up by a French official, with a tasty front yard attached, it looks quite well.

Immediately above the French Consulate you come to the establish- ment of the Siamese minister of ag- riculture,—CHOW PHYA POSLATAPE. The buildings are many and nearly all of brick, located near the river, not at all imposing and with a confused and cluttered front.

Passing up eight or ten rods, you will come to the residence of Doct J. Campbell R. N. &c. &c., surgeon to the British Consulate. It is a tall two story brick house, thatched with at- tap, with wide verandahs all about it, and a very pleasant door-yard in front.

The Premises of the British Con- sulate come next in order on the next lot above. It is a large place, comprising, we should judge, some three or four acres of land, with a frontage on the river of more than 300 feet. There are three large brick edifices on the place besides several smaller ones. The one used for the Consulate is of the most solid brick work, of three tall stories, with a hip-roof, covered with earthen title. The front veran- dahs of the 2nd and 3d stories are enclosed with rather course venitian blinds, and till quite lately unpainted, and consequently of a gloomy look. They are now painted a lead color which, though not at all lively, is quite an improvement on what it was formerly. The business of the Consulate is mostly transacted on the lower story, and the rooms are spacious and pleasant. This building stands ten rods from the river, and that open space is adorned with a great variety of shrubbery and curious plants peculiar to Siam, collec- ted by the late Sir Robert Schom- burgsk. The other two dwellings are each of two tall stories, but less spacious than the office building. One of them stands about fifteen rods from the river and the other twenty five, yet so as to give to each a good river view. There is a commanding sala at the landing.

On the next lot above is the Portuguese Consulate with much less imposing buildings, nearly all of brick. But there is a large brick building going up very slowly, designed to become the chief building of the establishment, and would seem to have been well planned and thus far executed for a tasty edifice.

Nearly in front of this is the Ship Chandler's Store of Messrs Sandberg and Co. just on the bank of the river, a very small concern to look at from the boat, but one of a good deal of business done in a cheap way.

In the rear of the new building of the Portuguese Consulate, some forty rods from the river, is the site of the Am. Baptist mission, you have only a partial view of but two of the dwell- ings of the mission. The other is quite hidden in the rear of the Por- tuguese Consulate. Two of the build- ings are of brick, the other partly of brick and partly of wood, and all of two stories and covered with the in- combustible tiles. By the kindness of the P. Consul the missionaries have the free use of the large commons be- tween them and the river, with a good brick walk to the common landing.

Just at the corner of this com- mons, you will see a long wooden building of a story and a half one end on the bank of the river, at- tap-thatched, and neatly painted. This is a branch of the French House of Malherbe Jullian & Co. in which you will find a great variety of Euro- pean goods, strongly inviting you to make purchases.

In the rear of this is a large brick go-down, of commanding appearance, as it stands out with uncommon bold- ness from all other buildings; but it has never seemed to be much occupied.

As our reporter of to-day’s sail is not allowed to extend this chapter much farther, he will have to stop here in front of the Am. Baptist mission, only adding that we are still nearly half a mile below the range of floating houses on the Eastern side of the river, while the line on the opposite side is quite continuous from where we last looked at it, and extends up the river as far as your eyes can see.

Shan Land-Sketches

In speaking of the Siamese as de- rived from the Shans, in my first chapter, I said that branch which wan- dered off to the sea towns and vicinity, became much modified by intermarry- ing with other nations; These in the immediate sea towns intermarrying mostly with Chinamen. Once while visiting the Sanatarium at Anghin I was not a little amused and interested in tracing the early history of the town, and I dare say others have a similar one. But it may be more difficult to trace in less healthy towns. Here people live to a good old age, proving its good qualities for a Sanatarium in- dubitable.

Chatting one day with the wife of the official for the Chinese part of the population, she told me her great grandmother, Yai Rong, died some twenty years ago aged one hundred and ten years. And she took me to visit her husband's mother Yai Chan, still one of the most beautiful ladies I have ever seen in Siam. This old lady's mother, and the great grandmother of the Palat's wife, and the mother of another old lady of the village, Yai Bu yet full of life and affection, though more than eighty years old, were all heroines in their way.

When the Burmans made their last aggressive war into Siam, some six reigns since, and destroyed the old capital, laid wast the country, seized booty and people everywhere to enrich themselves, and left the country without a king and without hope, these three old ladies found an asylum at Anghin, and eventually became the wives of some staid old Chinese bach- elor fishermen, who had built a few huts in the then almost trackless forest.

"Tall oaks from little acorns grow, Largestreams from little fountains flow" But let the old ladies tell their story. Yai Bu tells me that four large boats crossed over the Gulf from the western coast of Siam, fleeing from the invad- ing Burmans, and stopped at Anghin as the best hiding place, there being nothing there to attract the invaders. They remained one year at Anghin while the Burmans were invading and bearing away their booty. and then refitted their boats, spread their sails, and returned to their old homes in the west.

But in the interim of one year a fair daughter had been won by a staid old Chinaman, and when the friends, parents, uncles, aunts, and cousins returned to their old town and homes and effects, this one girl let the whole family of relatives depart while she clave to her husband. She never had occasion to regret her choice. Her husband was always true and kind. They were one flesh. They reared a large family of children and saw them well married and well settled. But as then Anghin had few inhabitants, the girls married casual visitors from other towns on the coast and formed a nu- cleus for other towns. One daughter for example has a large family of des- cendants in Rayawng, a town still further down the coast.

Yai Bu married at Anghin. There was a fine young Chinaman of twenty five, came to this land of Canaan, to the hard pressed poor people of the great over populated empire at the north. He made his way to Anghin. Yai Bu was in her girlhood, full of energy and thrift, imbibed from her industrious Chinaman father. The young emigrant soon wooed and won her. And they, a fine young couple, put their heads together how best they could secure an honest livelihood. Sometimes he gave himself to the “kappi” business, snaring a sort of sardine and steaming it for the Siamese market, or salting it for export. Yai Bu, a helpmate entered into all his plans, and by her thrift made the most of what her good husband had provided.

And what proved a great stimulus to both, they reared a large family of children. Ten boys and girls crowned their board, and seven grew up to manhood and became the centres of new families clustering around the old homestead, and raising up children to marry in turn and enlarge the original circle, till now old Yai Bu can hardly number the children and grand-child- ren and great-grand-children that live in her very neighborhood.

In talking with the Palat's wife of her old great-grand-mother we became quite excited over the subject. She died after her great grand daughter had married aud become the mother of children. So she could gather round her children of the fourth generation. The Palat's wife remembers perfectly the stories of the old lady of what she had seen and heard and suffered. Those were troublous times for Siam indeed, when the Burmans made their last onset upon the country. The people fled everywhere in the greatest conster- nation. Thousands and thousands died of hunger and want and exposure. Of whole families that were driven from homes, to seek a hiding place as they might, often only one survived to tell the tale of terrible suffering. Such was the fate of Yai Rong.

She wandered on foot from one of the towns north of the capital, hiding in holes and caves by the way when she saw a depredator on her track. So hiding and escaping, she eventually reached Anghin and here found an asylum and a home, for she married one of the Chinese fisherman of Ang- hin.

Here she stayed in peace when P'raya Täk came to Bangplasoi on his way to conquest and rule. Here she was in peace during all the rule of P'ra Putta-yäwt-fä and P'ra Putta- Lert-lä and till the close of the last reign. Yai Rong had survived all these changes, living quietly at Anghin, her children's children's children rising up to call her blessed.

Her great-grand-daughter who was a mother before she died, has now a large family of children, she too, the only wife of her husband, is destined to be allied by marrige to many of the prominent officials on the eastern coast. The eldest son is allied to one already, and several fair daughters cannot fail to be honorably married soon. I hope they, like their mother, will all be- come honorable examples to all the Siamese people of the good state policy of allowing only one wife.

The mother of the Palat, daughter of the third heroine, speaks Chinese well, as well as Siamese. She seems a little proud of her Chinese descent, as to that she is indebted for her de- licate complexion. Her husband came from China, a young man of twenty, without money and without friends, except an old uncle at Anghin. But he was evidently very enterprizing, and gradually became wealthy, also much honored by the king, as he re- cieved the title of - "Lord of the stone town." He was long the ultimatum [?] of all town business of all kinds and character at Anghin, and seemed to fulfil his duties to the satisfaction of all parties, up to the day of his death which occured only a few years since.

His high position subjected him to temptation. It was with him as has been with officials elsewhere. They are a terror to evil doers, but being officials do evil with impunity. He dealt in opium on a lage [?] scale, and more dared do so without that pro- tection from government which comes from paying taxes. It was eventually known to the king, and he was oblig- ed to pay a large fine. But his large fortune enabled him to do so without serious detriment, and he gave his energies to fisheries and trading in other departments.

There are now seven children of his, all living in Anghin, well married and thrifty, living near neighbors to the old lady their mother, who occupies much the most important native house in the village, and is called by all the people, her ladyship. The old gentle- men seems to have set off his children a homestead from his own lands, and built them a house as they severally married, and they each became a new nucleus, and now there is a large circle of grand-children who are taught to hold in high esteem their honored grand-father and his distinguished lady.

The house the old lady occupies was built by her husband after a Chinese model, and very much after the man- ner of old Jewish houses in Bible times, having an open court surrounded by picturesque buildings. What most interested me was the rural appearance of the rear yard. This must have been long long ago the shore of the sea, and the washings of the ocean has piled up quite a hill of very picturesque ap- pearance of lime deposits. This hill is made to act an important part in a summer house where the old lady takes her afternoon nap, and at the same time affords convenient nooks for storehouses, cookery establishments and eating departments, which the old lady told me complacently had former- ly been fully occupied though now quiet reigns there the livelong day.

LOCAL.

AN EXPLANATION—-We have been casually informed that we made a misstatement in our last issue concern- ing what was once the Am. Steam Rice Mill of this city. We are always sorry to hear of any errors made in our articles, for the desire of our hearts and steady aim ever has been to be strictly accurate when we have stated anything as a fact. We honestly thought that what we said of that Mill concer- ning its present owners was correct. But now we hear from good authority that no part of the Mill is owned by natives. We have the impression that a part of the concern is owned by Messrs. Pickinpack Thies & Co.—but how much we know not. We should have been very thankful for an accu- rate statement of the matter directly from its present owners for our pres- ent issue. But failing of this, we off- er this as a substitute.

Death.

It is our painful duty to record the death at her late residence in this city, of Mrs Bush, wife of Captain John Bush, Harbor master and Master Attendant of this Port, on Thursday evening the 27th inst. In her death, the husband has been bereaved of a beloved and most amiable wife, the children (eight in number) of a good mother, and this community of foreign residents of a very lovely and distinguished member.

Mrs Bush had been latterly some- what subject to ill turns for which she had been to the Sanitarium at Anghin twice within the last few months and with the happiest results. On her return some three weeks since, she seemed to be quite a picture of health, and continued to be so regarded until a short time before her death. There was scarcely one of all her foreign friends in this city outside of her own family, who had the first thought of her being sick until they were astonish- ed by the report of her death. It ap- pears that she had been somewhat in- disposed several days with an irritable stomach which disabled her from taking food. On the night of the 26th she had suffered from vomiting more than was usual, which so weakened her by 8 or 9 o'clock A. M. of the 27th as to give her friends the first alarm that her life might be in danger. Dr. J. Camp- bell was consequently called, and found that she was indeed in imminent danger. He remained in attendance nearly all the day, but found that the medical art could do no more than simply prolong a little the flickering life. She departed in the perfect pos- session of her reason most calmly and without a struggle at 7 P. M. We think her age was about 37 years.

A post-mortem examination has revealed, as we have been informed, several inflamed patches on the mucous membrane of the stomach.

The funeral for our departed friend took place yesterday at 4 P. M. and was attended by an unusual number of foreign residents, and several represen- tatives of the Siamese government.

An Apology.-—This No. of our pa- per we are obliged to defer issuing un- til Monday the 31st in consequence of the abrupt departure from our ser- vice, two days since, of our chief com- positor-—a Portuguese.

We are sorry to inform our patrons for the Bangkok Calendar, that in set- ting up the Siamese part of it from March to October, a serious mistake has been made, so that it has entirely destroyed the correspondence between the English and Siamese reckoning. It is in our estimation so important that this correspondence should be accurate, we have determined to reprint that part of the work. This will necessa- rily delay the issue of the Calendar until about the 20th of next month. And we would hereby crave the par- don of our patrons for this failure of fulfilling the promise we made them of issuing the work about the first of January.

The Calendar for 1867 will contain but little more than what may be deem- ed indispensable to a calendar, and will comprise from 80 to 90 large oc- tavo pages.

There is still an opportunity for any who wish to make changes in publishing their business relations or merely their names in the catalogue of Bangkok residents; and this op- portunity will be extended to the 8th proximo. We would beg all the for- eign residents to give us the means for doing this with the utmost cor- rectness, and we will endeavor to com- ply fully with their wishes.

It appears that the late celebration of the birthday of His Excellency Chow Phya Kalahome on the 23d inst. was the most joyful, exuberant, and splendid of any one of the 58 that had proceeded it. It is said that there was a very unusual amount of congratula- tory contributions to the occasion, made by princes, nobles, lords, and people, that H. M. the king, besides many oth- er valuable birthday presents, was pleased to honor the right arm of his government by a gold tical for every year of his life, a silver tical for every month of his life, and an att for every day of his life. His Majesty has over been remarkable for counting the years of his own life as well as that of his friends, by months and days. We think he seldom fails, when closing any letter, to give the number of days he has reigned.

Bazar.

Most of our readers who have been interested in the Ladies bazar, will be glad to learn that the result exceeded their most sanguine expectations. The sum realized being nearly 700 ticals.

The Protestant church which was tastefully decorated for the occasion, looked characteristically quiet and plea- sing, amid the evergreens and majes- tic foliage which surrounds her. The sale, which was well attended, consid- ering it was mail time, commenced at about 2 P. M. and continued with in- creasing, and even joyous animation, till eve, not Milton's eve, but nature's own sweet eve, with her purple zone and shadowy eyes, clear and deep as a lake closed upon the cheerful scene. Each and all of the members of the L. B. A. we believe, left the spot with an especially grateful sense of the sym- pathy and encouragement they had thus pleasantly experienced, feeling that if one moral quality distinguished the gentlemen of Bangkok above oth- ers, it is their generosity, quiet, unde- monstrative, but genuine, and of which there are now standing several substantial proofs in this Pagan city.

The steamer Chow Phya left this on the morning of the 26th inst. hav- ing the following passengers for Sing- apore:—Messrs G. A. D. & R. Finck, Thompson, Smith, Tucker, Howard, Moore, More, Ackson, Maclean, Ken- nedy & Robertson.

Passengers by the Brig Charefa sailed on the 27th inst. for Singapore; R. S. Scott Esq. Mr Gardner and two Malays.

Lincoln's Refinement.

In his notes of life at the White house Mr Carpenter expresses regret that Dr. Holland, in his life of Lincoln, admitted that Mr. Lincoln frequently indulged in anecdotes not entirely delicate, and at- tempted to excuse the fact by the lack of refining influences in his early life. Mr Carpenter expresses the belief that the memory of Mr Lincoln has been wronged in this matter, and says :—-

"It is but simple justice to his memory that I should state, that during the entire period of my stay in Washington, after witnessing his intercourse with nearly all classes of men, embracing governors, sen- ators, members of Congress, officers of the army and innate friends, I cannot recollect to have heard him relate a cir- cumstance to any one of them which would have been out of place uttered in a ladies' drawing-room. And this testi- mony is not unsupported by that of others, well entitled to consideration. Dr. Stone, his family physician, came in one day to see my studies. Sitting in front of that of the president, with whom he did not sympathize politically, he remarked with much feeling. 'It is the province of a physician to probe deeply the interior lives of men; and I affirm that Mr. Lin- coln is the purest-hearted man with whom I ever came in contact. Secretary Seward, who of the cabinet officers was probably most intimate with the pre- sident, expressed the same sentiment in still stronger language. He once said to the Rev. Dr. Bellows; "Mr Lincoln is the best man I ever knew !" "

Isthmus of Krah.

From the days of Fraser and Furlong's visit to the Isthmus of Krah, we have felt convinced that the world would not long allow, a very short cut from Bengal and from Burmah, to Siam, to Saigou and to China to remain unimproved. Two ama- teur gentlemen of considerable exper- ience, but without a particle of Engineer- ing skill or information set up their opinion in opposition to two scientific Engineers relative to the practicability of using the Isthmus either for a canal or for a rail- road. The two gentlemen opposed to the short cut to Siam and China were Mr. Crawford member of the Royal Geographical Society of London, and a member of Parliament for the city, and a Mr. Vaughan, Magistrate of Singapore, both of whom have tried to move heaven and earth against the scheme. They have declared it to be impracticable. Indeed it is with them impossible. The splendid Pak Chan river which forms the boundary at the south of British Burmah would hold a fleet and has good anchor- age. At the head waters of that river, a railroad could be constructed or a Canal dug by which the long and dangerous route to China VIA the Straits would be avoided.

In the "STRAITS TIMES" of the 20th October, we find the first favorable notice made of the probability of open- ing this Isthmus of Krah route. When John Bull gets his pride touched by a Frenchman or an American doing what he supposes to be his work, he is in- stantly roused, and claims the honor of doing his own proper business. The lamented Mr. O'Rielly who traveled a great deal over the peninsula first drew attention to the Isthmus, in a paper he sent to the Royal Geographical Society of England. He too like the Engineer officers, strongly recommended the cut- ting either of a Canal or the laying down of a railroad to connect the gulf of Siam. The plan has so many obvious advantages that it led to an application being made to the Siamese Government by a Mr. D. K. Mason to construct the necessary work. Permission was granted and a strip of one mile of territory clear across, the Isthmus was set apart for this grand enterprise. If the work was not commenced in ten years from the date of the grant, it was to cease by effluxion of time.

Now a French Engineer steps on to the scene and engages to dig a canal across for the passage of Ships, provided the King of Siam will give him not the mile of way granted to the Englishman but nothing less than a strip of twelve miles broad from gulf to gulf. Of course the request is very modest. We trust the King of Siam will not do such an unkingly act, as to break his word with Mr. Mason, who is represented as now be- ing engaged in forming a Company with the necessary capital for the construction of the work. Possibly the opposition of Mr. Crawford and Mr. Vaughan will now cease, since they find, that if an English- man is not 'permitted' or encouraged in this grand scheme, a French engineer will raise the capital required for it in Paris.

Singapore must 'consent' with a good grace, to loose all that part of the trade, which passes from the bay of Bengal to Siam and China. We might as well advise the people of the United States to cling to the old route round Cape Horn, and to withdraw from the Isthmus of Panama, as to tell the Commercial world that the Isthmus of Krah is worthless. Commerce is seeking the most derect, easy, and safest routes from one market to another. By piercing the Isthmus a short cut is obtained, which greatly dimi- nishes distance, time expense and risk. A Canal of twenty five miles long is all that is needed. As a mere national work, it is nothing of which to boast. If there were physical difficulties in the way which could not be overcome, then we might hesitate to embark in this enterprise.

Three such men as Mr. O'Rielly, Colonel Fraser and Major Furlong are a guarantee that the project is, as they de- clare, perfectly feasible. It was upon the testimony of these gentlemen. who knew the Isthmus of Krah, by actual travel and observation, that we confront- ed the visionary theories of Messrs. Crawford and Vaughan. Both these gentlemen fought the Krah scheme tooth and nail, for over a period of five years, one in London, the other at Singapore, and the reason is, they are both personally and pecuniarily interested in the southern seaport. The public of British Burmah simply asked for the subject to be looked at on its own merits. If it is a good plan, adopt it. If a bad one, reject it. A French engineer says it is a good scheme and he has already opened a Krah office in Paris to give information concerning the matter and preparatory to issuing a Prospectus, for the formation of a Company. If English Capitalists with all the honest and reliable informa- tion there is before them, deliberately make up their minds not to dig these twenty five miles of a Canal, them let us not act the part of the dog in the manger who would not eat the bone himself nor allow any other poor dog to eat it. If Mr. Crawford and Mr. Vaughan had given to Colonel Fraser and Major Fur- long's report the support it deserved in Commercial circles, we should have had the Isthmus of Krah Canal opened by this period, for the passage of ships across from from gulf to gulf.—RANGOON TIMES.

Corea.

The every startling intelligence con- veyed to its readers by the EVENING MAIL of last night to the effect that the French squadron had suffered a very severe repulse before Saoul and had been compelled to withdraw from the scene of operations with its ships in a seriously damaged condition, and with the loss of forty men killed and wounded, has all the appearance of being an enormous exaggeration.

In all probability the true facts of the case are that the French Admiral finding no living enemy to oppose him, but ex- periencing the very great difficulties of an advance into a strange and hostile country at an unfavorable season of the year, has simply and wisely sent the ves- sels of his squadron into winter quarters with the intention of resuming active operations so soon as the summer of next year opens up the rivers and renders movement easy and less dangerous in the Corea.

That the Koreans met their invaders with "rifled cannon, revolving carbines and as some assert needle guns" is sim- ply incredible, and we are astonished that our contemporary should have al- lowed himself to be made the victim of such an unqualified blunder. Pray from whom, if not from the Powers of Dark- ness, could the Coreans have obtained such weapons and learned their use, sim- ple and ignorant as they are. We don't question their eagerness to learn. We only query their opportunities.—-HONGKONG MERCURY.

MONSIEUR GIQUEL is going to raise, arm, discipline and command a Chinese Naval force, for the service of the Im- perial Chinese Government, along the East and South Coasts of China, and on the lakes and rivers of the interior. One of our Contemporaries puts it that this force is raised not precisely for the ser- vice of the Imperial Government, but for the service of the four Viceroys rul- ing the Coast and river in the provinces of South China. They are doubtless the promoters of it, and it will serve under their immediate orders, within their re- pective viceroyalities and will be paid out of funds at their disposal for local purposes, and not out of the Imperial Treasury. But for all that, the new navy will be an imperial force just as much as the armies now serving in the interior of China under different viceroys and Gov- ernor Generals are emphatically imperial troops though raised and paid by some particular province. Before making any arrangements for the formation of the new naval force the viceroys have had to memorialize the Cabinet at Pekin and to obtain the imperial assent to their plans. At every stage of their operations they will have to report and memorialize and memorialize and report, and they will have to pay respectful obedience to any mandate that comes from there, whether it be an order to increase the force or to alter its constitution or do a- way with it entirely. We sincerely re- joice at the prospect of some improve- ment taking place in Chinese naval af- fairs. They are in a most deplorable state. Their fleets badly manned, worse officered, armed with the most useless lumber in the shape of artillery that was ever seen in the arsenal of any nation, are more like pirate hords than like the armed force of a nation so populous, so wealthy and in many respects so power- ful.—-HONGKONG MERCURY.

"Help Wanted"

Help wanted. That is a fact. We all want help—-the rich, the poor, the betweenlings. We want it all the time, from the cradle to the grave. The young, the old, the weak, the- strong, the handsome, the ugly. It is the incessant prayer of life. The poor want riches, the lonely want compan- ions, the rich want new gratifications, the maidens want husbands, the sick want health, the wicked want peace, the drunkard wants, rum, the weary wants rest. So it goes. In some form or other we want help. Help for the, muscles, the brain, the heart, the soul, the understanding. We go up and down in the world seeking for it. When we find it, up comes a new call. It is always help, more help. "Help wanted." Of course it is. Wanted at every house in Boston, New York, London, Prais, every city and place on the great round globe. It is well that it is so. Everybody wanting help, makes us help one another. There is a grand philosophy under- lying this matter.

A Heroic Act

In a lecture delivered recently by Grace Greenwood, at Boston, on "Heroism," she referred to an inci- dent that took place at the burning of a steamer on one of the western lakes:

Among the few passengers whose courage and presence of mind rose superior to the night, was a mother, who succeeded in saving her two little children by the means of a floating settee.—-While they were in the water, the mother saw a man swimming to wards the settee, and, as he was about to grasp it, she cried, "Don't take it from my poor children!" The man made no answer, yet the appeal struck home; for, by the light of the flam- ing vessel, she could see that his face was convulsed by the struggle between the mighty primal instinct of nature and something better and holier. It was but a moment. He threw up his hads with a groan of renunciation, flung himself over backward and went down.

Laughing

No man can laugh any more than he can sneeze at will, and he has as little to do with its ending; it dies out, disdain- ing to be killed. He may grin and guf- faw, because these are worked by muscles under the dominion of volition; but your diaphragm, the midriff, into which your joker pokes his elbow, he is the great organ of genuine laughter, and he, as you all know, when made absurd by hic- cup, is masterless as the wind. But it is not well that we are made to laugh; that from the first sleepy gleam moving like sunshine over an infant's cheek, to the cheery and feeble chirrup of his great- grand-father by the fireside, we laugh at the laughable, when the depths of our strange nature are dappled and rippled, or tossed into wildest laughter by anything, so that it be droll, just as we shudder when soused with cold water—-because we can't help it?-—Dr. John Brown.

Odds & Ends.

—-The Washington Star says the gift of invisibility was formerly be- lieved to be procurable by means of fern-seed; but no peculiar power of rendering people invisible resides specially in the fern. Put on any very seedy suit of clothes, and walk about in the streets. You will very soon find that your acquaintances will pass you without seeing you.

"—As I was going over a bridge the other day,' said an Irishman, 'I met Pat Hewins. 'Hewins,' says I, 'how are you?' 'Pretty well, thank you Donnelly,' says he. 'Donnelly,' says I, 'that's not my name.' 'Faith, then, no more is mine Hewins.' So we looked at nigh other again, and shure enough, it was nayther of us."

-—Luck lies in bed and wishes the postman would bring him news of a legacy. Labor turns out at six o'clock, and, with busy pen or ringing ham- mer, lays the foundation of a com- petency.

—-Horace Greeley was at a place of amusement one evening, when a fellow lounged in and took a position directly in front of him, so that it was impossible for Mr. G. to see anything going on in front. Upon which he reached forward and touched the in- truder on the shoulder with his white hat, and gently requested him "when anything interesting occurred upon the stage, to let him be apprised of it; for you see, my dear sir, that at pre- sent I must totally depend upon your kindness."

-—It is an exquisite and beautiful thing in our nature that when the heart is touched and softened by some tranquil happiness or affectionate feel- ing, the memory of the dead comes over it most powerfully and irresistibly. It would almost seem as though our better thoughts and sympathies were charms, in virtue of which the soul is enabled to hold some vague and my- sterious intercourse with the spirits of those whom we dearly loved in life. Alas, how long may those patient angels hover above us, watching for the spell which is so seldom uttered and so soon forgotten—-Longfellow.

—-An Eastern paper indulges in the belief that many young men marry various scraps and bits of a wife in- stand of the genuine article. It says: "Some young men marry dimples; some ears; some noses; the contest, however, generally lies between the eyes and the hair.—-The mouth, too, is occasionally married; the chin not so often. A caution is then given to heedless youth to beware of marrying a curl, however natural looking, a neck however swanlike; a voice, how- evers melodious."

—-Not to care where you go is to go to ruin.

—-What can be expressed in words can be expressed in life.

—-A lie may respect a small thing, but there is no such thing as a small lie.

—-The test of enjoyment is the remembrance that it leaves behind.

—-He who is at war with his neigh- bor cannot be at peace with himself.

-—Flattery sits in the parlor, while plain dealing is kicked out of doors.

-—He who is in search of human perfection has saddled his horse for a long journey.

-—No man has a right to do just as he pleases except when he pleases to do just right.

—-Curran describes a politician as "one who, buoyant by putrefaction, rises as he rots."

—-Let no one overload you with favors; it will be an insufferable bur- den.

—-Ten poor men can sleep tran- quilly on a mat, but two kings are not able to keep at peace in a quarter of the world.

—-If you would convince a man that he does wrong, do right. But do not care to convince him. Men will believe what they see. Let them see.

ORR what seems a trifle, a mere noth- ing by itself, in some nice situations, turns the scale of fate, and rule the most im- portant actions.

Theodore II. and the empire
of Abyssinia.

The cruelties practised by the Sovereign of Abyssinia towards our Consul Cameron and the other British subjects who have had the misfortune of being found within the sphere of his brutality, were fre- quently made the subject of discussion in both Houses of Parliament during the recent Session. According to the most recent intelligence it appears that the Emperor of Abyssinia, maddened by the losses he had sustained in an attempt to suppress a formidable revolutionary mo- vement at Tigré ; and, suspecting that his enemies had been assisted by British guns and British soldiers, had ordered Mr. Consul Cameron, Mr. Rassam, and his other English captives, to be beheaded. Whether this last statement be true or not, the atrocities already committed by this regal tyrant are quite enough to in- vest him with a horrible interest in the eyes of Europe generally ; but more especially in those of Englishmen, whose fellow-countrymen have suffered such cruel indignities at his hands.

From the writings lately published of M. Lejean and M. Du Camp, two French gentlemen, who have visited Abyssinia, we gather the following extraordinary facts regarding the Emperor of Abyssinia and his subjects:—

The Sovereign or Negus, as he is cal- led, of Abyssinia, has, unfortunately for himself, obtained an unenviable notoriety throughout Europe. His name is often mentioned as a ruler who has made him- self remarkable for the most childish as well as the most cruel eccentricities. In 1854 an insurrection arose amongst the great vassals of the country, whilst a worthless Negus lived in luxury and idleness in his Palace of Gondar. The present Emperor took advantage of this state of things to gratify his ambition, and the following curious story is related of him:-—One evening an officer, named Kassa, visited the Lake Tana, and, hav- ing pronounced some magical words over it, there immediately arose from the wat- ers of the lake a throne, on which was seated a black man dressed in regal attire, with a crown upon his head. The follow- ing colloquy took place between them:—- “Thou hast called me,” said he to the officer, “dost thou know who I am?” “I know that thou art the chief of bad spirits. Shall I reign?” “Thou wilt have an agitated life. Answer me, then —-shall I reign?” “Yes;” and the spirit, with his throne, immediately disappeared. Well, this same officer, Kassa Kuaranna, son of Hailo (a man of high origin) and of a woman whom misery had so reduced that she was obliged to eke out a living by the sale of Kouse [?] in the streets of Gondar, is to-day the Negus Theodore II., the King of Kings of Ethiopia. It was no easy matter for him to climb the ladder that raised him to the throne. He had to struggle hard against almost all the chiefs of the canton. At times he was exposed to much misery, and had to fly from his enemies. He, however, pur- sued his course with an energy and a cunning which saved him from being surprised or captured by his enemies. He was indebted as much to treason as to his arms; to his deeds of darkness and cruelty as to his duplicity, for his suc- cess. At length he arrived to the posi- tion of absolute Sovereign of a people who, a short time before, sought to des- troy him. The battle of Dereskié, which made him Emperor, was fought on Feb. 5, 1855. The following day Kassa took officially the name of Theodore, as he knew that there was an old tradition which declared that a Negus called Theodoros would re-establish the king- dom of Ethiopia, annihilate Islamism, and retake Jerusalem from the Infidels. In virtue of a custom of the ancient Sovereigns, he also kept near him during his official receptions four tamed lions, whose close familiarity at times was by no means agreeable to his retainers.

From the day of the coronation of Kassa an era of tyranny scarcely con- ceivable opened upon Abyssinia. One of his first proclamations, ordering each person to pursue the profession of his father, had the effect of collecting to- gether a troop of bandits, who, acting upon the literal interpretation of the imperial edict, demanded the confirma- tion of their right to exercise the pro- fession of their fathers, who were high- way robbers. Pressed by the obstinacy of the brigands and by his own words, the Negus was compelled to grant the authorization which was asked of him. The marauders had, however, scarcely turned their backs when they found themselves surrounded by a body of the loyal cavalry, who immediately fell upon and sabred them to a man.

Theodore once ordered the arrest of a religious missionary who had been guilty of the unpardonable crime of bearing his old name of Kassa. Having first ques- tioned the unfortunate captive, he had him tied to a tree. Then, uttering the words, “In the name of the most Holy Trinity,” he shot him dead on the instant. Sometimes a shade of irony would be mixed up with the ferocious justice which he exercised. A soldier had killed two merchants. “Why did you assass- inate them?” said the Negus. “I was hungry,” was the answer. “Could you not have simply robbed them?” “If I had not killed them they would have prevented me.” The Emperor, exasper- ated by this ingenious cynicism, ordered the two hands of the soldier to be cut off.

and to be served up to the man on a plate, saying, "Ah! thou art hungry; well, eat!" The Negus has, however, his moments of mirth. On one occasion he ordered the chief prisoners to be brought to his table, and there forced them to drink of the khousso, the most abominable purgative which could be imagined.

The unfortunate Consul of England, covered with chains, has been forced to drink each morning his bottle of khousso, and sometimes, in addition, to suffer from the bastinado. No, language, however wise, has any effect upon Theodore's in- fatuted mind to induce him to alter his infernal system of cruelty and injustice. The Negus believes seriously in his mis- sion. In a public discourse he has dared to say, "I have made a compact with God. He has promised me not to des- cend upon earth to strike me, and I have promised Him not to ascend to heaven to combat Him.' God strikes all those who place themselves in my way." To his advisers who try to induce him to re- nounce his cruelties, he answers that a sovereign has no one but God alone to render an account to. Theodore believes in his mission. What is it? He has ex- plained it himself: "This people have a hard head, and require chastisement be- fore being called to enjoy the blessings of Providence. I will be the plague, the judgment of God, upon Abyssinia!' And as the new programme of his reign, he has had engraved upon his howitzers, "The plague of the perverse—-Theodore."

Under such a rod of iron the people do not feel themselves at ease; they murmur constantly, and revolts are fre- quent. Each chief of a canton wished to be independent, and perhaps to follow the bad example of usurpation which Theodore has given him. The Emperor himself is always at war. His mind, at the same time turbulent and profound, restless and cunning, is constantly form- ing strategic plans, which do not always succeed. He moves about with an ex- treme rapidity in order to surprise his enemies, and never reveals his projects until the last moment. In defeat as well as in victory his cruelty is the same. After the battle of the Oullos, in 1862, he caused to be cut off a foot and a hand of 8000 prisoners. "This operation was not long being executed," said a native priest to M. Lejean, "inasmuch as each soldier seized his man and cut off the limb as coolly as if it were a log of mut- ton he was carving. After the battle of T'chobar, 1700 captives were massacred and left unburied. When he fell upon a province and when his orders were asked, he answered, "Eat all." Follow- ing those expeditions in which no hab- itation was spared, the prisoners were mutilated and rendered for ever power- less; villages were burnt, with harvests and forests; huge pits were filled with dead bodies, and human blood in- fected the drinking-fountains. Theod- ore's heralds were soon running through the doomed districts, crying, "Listen to what the Emperor says: 'I have chastis- ed the perverse; I have killed 22,000 men. Peace to honest people; nothing shall trouble them." Now, these "perverse" are always the Abyssinians. Is it, then, surprising that they should sing in secret, "Happy News! There is no more dust upon the roads, because the trees are covered with hanging men. Five doses of leprosy, six doses of famine: these are what we have gained under the reign of the Negus."

The Negus has a family, and, as God has promised the future to the House of David, from which he boasts his descent, he is easy as to the lot of his children. He has two adult sons; the second of whom, it is said, possesses many good qualities, and has already obtained so high a degree of popularity as to excite the irritability and jealousy of his father. But as to the elder son, he is described as a brute beast, who even surpasses his sire in cruelty. As an example of his wick- ed disposition, he, on a certain occasion, sent to his father some baskets actually filled with human eyes plucked out from the heads of his victims, and at another time he amused himself by filling the ears of certain prisoners with cartridges, and setting fire to the explosive material. Once, becoming irritated by such ex- travagant cruelties, the Negus had him arrested and confined in a stable full of asses, telling him that there at least he would feel himself at home. Since M. Lejean left Abyssinia, it stated that this ferocious animal has been put to death. —Ill. Lon. News.

WE LEARN by telegraph of a terrible gale which swept over the coast of New- foundland on Sept. 22. Several coasters were lost, and a French frigate, with, it is feared, all hands, has also gone down. At the time the news left, more than 150 bodies have been washed ashore, with the word "Niobe" on their dress. Nothing else had been heard of the vessel or her people; but great quantities of wreck had been washed ashore.

Opportunities to do good create obli- gation. He that has the means must an- swer for the end.

When once infidelity can persuade men that they shall die like beasts, they will soon be brough to live like beasts also.

We would give as we receive, cheerful- ly, quickly, and without hesitation, for there is no grace in benefit that sticks to fingers.

LETTERS have been received in Glasgow from Dr. Livingstone, the distinguished African traveller, of date May 1, 1866. The doctor was then in good health, and prosecuting his important mission succes- fully.